FOLLOW UR DREAMS ,,,,,,,,,

The alchemist - the book that inspires u to dream big and not just dream but pusrue that dream,,,,,,,,,
The book glides thru a plethora of thoughts and fundae to lead life ,,,,,,The protagonist is indeed someone whom one can look up to draw inspiration and the zeal to achieve what u want,,,,,,,,,,,
Initially on reading the book , it seemed like a book that was far from reality,,,,For after all how many of us have in us the courage to give up all the amenities and chase a dream having no
footing and is nothing more than a figment of our unconscious mind,,,,,,,,,,How many of us dream and believe in there feasibility.,,,,,,I have also dreamt numerous times of achieving something great in life ,,,,,but what remains on regaining consciousness is just a smile resulting on the mere thought of assuming myself in that covetous state,,,,,,,,,,,,,And thats what the story is about : If the mere thought can give u so much happiness then how wud it be to actually achieve ur dream,,,,,,,,,,,,,The moral and way is simple and unique,,,,,,,never give up , work towards ur goal but never forget ur past and who mattered to u ,,,,,,As the King of Salem said ,,," The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world,and never to forget the drops of the oil on the spoon"
But most of us shy off to pursue our dreams,,,,,,,we are one of the two kinds ; The first kind symbolized by the crystal merchant,,,,,,,who are monotonously carrying on with their lives with a secret dream ,,,The dream that is highly realizable ,,,,,,But are skeptical to achieve it for the fear that once it is achieved, they wud have nothing left to excite themselves to carry on with their lives ,,,,,,For Once we have met our ultimate goal , the life wud seem meaningless without any challenge or desire left ,,,,,,,
The other half are those leading a life similar to the early life of the protagonist : The knowledge that gr8 things exist in the world,,,,,,,,but those who are wary to give up this life of comfort , stability and ease to explore untreaded lands,,,,,,,,,,
Most of us undoubtedly populate the second dichotomy(including me),,,,,,,And this book is undoubtedly for people like us to introspect and weigh the importance of our dreams as compared to pithy comforts that surround us,,,,,,,,,What we find is that most of the times when we find that our dreams are not plausible we switch them,,,,,,,,we mould them according to our ambience and surroundings,,,,,Then what remains is not what we actually want to achieve but what can be
ACHIEVED ,,,,,,,,,,,Its not our dream that we pursue then,,,,,,,,,,,It is what is guided by norms and conventions and therefore results in the most hackneyed solution to our dreams,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Instead what we actually require is the endurance and the fanatic like will of the Protagonist to find the treasure ,,,,,,,,,,,,Our dreams might not be as momentous as the treasure or the protagonist's lady love but whatever they are , they are equally important ; for they are our dreams ,,,,,,,,,,,,,We might be mocked as the protagonist is mocked so many times,,,,but that is what will be our litmus test,,,,,,,and that will decide at the end how well can we achieve what we want,,,,,,,,,,,our persistence and perseverance,,,,,,Our will to holdfast to the actual dream without chasing the euphemistic versions of it ,,,,,,,,,,,,And as Paul Coelho advises us ,,,,,,identify the omens,,,,,,,,and perhaps writing this is an omen for me which has rejuvenated in me the importance of realizing my dreams and achieving them,,,,,,,,,,,

WHY

Why is it that a little child,,,,,
Longs to step in his father's boot,,,,,
And the father with all his plight,,,,
Longs to be a child once more,,,,,,
Why is it that we lose to see,,,,,
The love and care of our dear ones,,,,,,
And why do then we yearn for them ,,,,,,
When we know they can never return,,,,,,,,
Why is it that some spend their life ,,,,
yearning for more and more,,,,,,,,
While there are so many others,,,,,
Who care little for what these treasures store,,,,,,
Why is it that luck favors some ...
When all of us bear the brunt.,,,,,
Why is it that "ONLY" some get what they want
When the others've toiled the same amount......
Why is it that these viccitudes ,,,,,,,,,,
Hurt me more than others,,,,,,,
Why is it that I enclose myself,,,,,,,
In wraps of anxiety and bother,,,,,,,,
Why is it that I fail to see,,,,,,
The kindness of THEE,,,,,
Why is it I forget to concede ,,,,,,
How lucky I have been,,,,,,,
Why is this pessimism,,,,,,
Concomitant with me,,,,,,,,
When I know ,inspite of all,,,
How lucky I have been,,,,,,,,,,

The Unknown

I have heard you within me......
And have felt you hear to me....
My agonies and my pain.....
My desires and my aims .....
My distress when I cry ,,,,
My anguish when I sigh........

You led my way when I was lost......
You told me what was right and wrong....
You know why I cry n what makes me smile.....
You know why I tread this long mile.....
You can fathom what i feel......
You know my dreams and what I seek...
You know me through ,but I've yet to seek...
You are the "UNKNOWN" ,,,,I'm yet to meet

The life which is.....

Why am I what I am???? Looking at the vast dark expanse of the welken that shreds the bright sunshine to myriad bits every night;I fear that sooner or later this would be the fate of every being......so why have we been given the hope to live ,,,,,the reason to dream and the zeal to pursue these dreams when ultimately they would be shattered to innumerable shards........